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A Bit of Light Stalking	By : LovelessHope Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 25083 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: This is a Dramione Fan Fiction (I do not own the Dramione (Draco/Hermione) Fandom or the Harry Potter fandom or books, I do not make any money from this work. This is a work of fiction.

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Hermione woke with a start, gasping catching her breath as she shot up in her bed. No tie downs, no bruises, she was okay. She looked over at a sleeping Draco beside her, then at the clock. 5:21 AM. She sighed and got up, maybe a cold shower would help her shake off her night terror.
The cold water felt good as it poured down over her hair, and into her face. Hermione ran her fingers down her body, making her peach fuzz stand up. She wanted to feel anything that reminded her that she was awake. Usually when she had those dreams, different people took the main torturer. Sometimes it was Harry, most of the time it was Ron, on occassion it was Snape, and even once McGonagall. She snickered at that dream. Truly ridiculous.
She decided she needed to tell Draco everything that had been going on for the last little while. She had shown up at his house out of the blue and demanded he house her after all. Hermione grimaced when she thought of what had happened between her and Harry. The one person she felt she could come to in her time of need.
It was shortly after she'd broke it off with Ron that she came to Harry for comfort. She remembered knocking on his door, but Ginny answering it. The look in her eyes was one of pure anger. The words she'd spoken to Hermione still prominent in her mind "So my brother wasn't good enough for you, huh, Granger, now you want my man?". Hermione had tried to tell her she just wanted to speak to Harry, she had no intention of making any moves. But the door was slammed in her face before she could even get a sentence out.
Harry had come to Hermione's house a few days later, and asked what was happening. Hermione told him the truth. Ron had killed her parents, and was taking her blood. Harry believed that Ron had killed her parents. Ron had told him so, but made it seem to Harry that it was just an unfortunate accident. Hermione supposed Harry didn't have a lot of sympathy for those who didn't have parents anymore, since he could barely remember his, but he didn't have to shake his head like she was insane then leave.
The last words out of his mouth were "You know Hermione, I work with some really excellent people, maybe some of them can help you". Then he'd floo'd off. She never saw him again. Hermione supposed he either hated her or thought she was crazy. Seemed like both.
No wonder she had trouble trusting people.
"Hermione?" a knock came on the bathroom door. Hermione looked at the clock. 7:15. Merlin! How long had she been in that shower. She quickly hopped out and wrapped a towel around her waist. "Sorry" She huffed opening the door.
Draco's face turned red as he noticed her breasts completely uncovered. He tried to fight an erection from forming in his night shorts. "Uhm Hermione". Hermione looked down. "Oh! Fuck!" She quickly covered herself with her arms and slammed the bathroom door.
Once Hermione had herself fully covered in a bathrobe she emerged from the bathroom, her face still a little flushed from the incident. She saw Draco sitting on her bed waiting for her.
"So Hermione, want to tell me why you ran out of bed at 5 in the morning?"
Great. He'd noticed.
"Bad dream" She said quietly
"You know" Draco said, his eyes cutting into her "Whenever I would have bad dreams my mother would tell me to let it out, and tell her. Always made me feel better"
"You just wanna hear my suffering"
"Hah" He snickered "Now why don't you tell me?"
"I dreamt that you had hurt me" Hermione sat on the bed beside him, but didn't make eye contact
"Oh yes, did the dream involve you being tied down and me raping you?"
Hermione shot up from the bed and looked down at Draco "How did you know?"
"Wild guess" Draco Sneered "Actually you were talking in your sleep. It sounded like a pretty good dream until you starting crying"
"And you didn't think to wake me up?"
"I fell asleep!"
"You know, a dream can be a wish the heart makes"
"I don't know if I believe that" Hermione sat back down "In fact ever since this thing with Ron has been going on, I have had those dreams a lot, with different people torturing me"
Draco looked sympathetic "Sounds like you blame yourself a lot for this"
"Ooooh Mr. Philosopher, tell me more about my inner self"
Draco pushed her a little "You said something about Potter hating you? What's that about. Saint Potter"
Hermione cringed
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"I am going to kill him!" Draco yelled
"No! No you're not!" Hermione held his arm back
"How dare he say those things to you! He knows about the wizarding war! He is turning into... well a past me!"
"A past you?"
Draco looked over at Hermione and sighed "Well we're both adults now. And a lot of things I did as a kid/ teenager were sheerly because I wanted my father's approval."
"Well it's not like Harry's looking for that"
Draco tried to hold back a grin, seeing that Hermione was serious "Yes, but he is acting like old me. Stand offish, better than everyone else. He should've been a slythern. Tell you that much"
Hermione patted Draco's back "Why did you change"
"Well I didn't change completely" Draco thought back to relishing in Hermione's sleep talking, stroking himself to it, getting off on her cries of helplessness "I just learned to keep some shit to myself".
"Oh yeah, how so?"
"You sure do have a lot of questions" Draco ran his hand through his hair "I am just not so forward with being a dick. I actually want to have friends now. But the wizarding world is small. Everyone knows of me. It's a lonely life being someone that no one likes with an obbsession- Ahem..."
"I like you, Draco" Hermione smiled up at the blonde boy, and he couldn't help but blush "Well, you would be the first"
"Well I sure as hell won't be the last, I think that Crookshanks likes you too!" Hermione looked around the room "Where is Crookshanks?"
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"Crookshanks!" Hermione yelled walking around Draco's house, shaking a tuna can "Crookshanks!"
Sometimes it was hard for Draco to believe his life. The girl he was obbsessed with was in his house, trusting him, and she was the one with the perverted dreams, trauma induced or not. He watched her arse bounce as she walked. Oh he was going to fuck that. Just after Weasle-bee was taken care of.
Hermione screamed, and Draco came rushing to the kitchen
"Mione you don't need to do that every time you find your ca- HOLY FUCKING JESUS CHRIST WHAT IS THAT"
Draco and Hermione looked at a blood spattered message drawn on his kitchen wall
Ever want to see your cat again?
Meet me at 12 midnight. You know where.
Come alone.
Hermione ran into Draco's arms. "It's Ron! He's found me!"
Draco petted Hermione's head "It's okay, it's okay we'll get Crookshanks back!"
Hermione looked up at him with tears in her eyes
"I promise".
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